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Justin Moore

That Wasn't Jack

 

That Wasn't Jack

(album: Stray Dog - 2023)


I know he's called you a bunch of times
Tore up from the floor up out of his mind
Saying he's sorry and asking if he can stop my again
He's pulled a Hank and got hell-bent
Said some things he swore he meant
But I swear this time is different, baby

No, it wasn't the late-night crazy
Two in the morning up calling you, baby
I wasn't out with my friends in a real drunk crowd
That ain't at all how it all went down
It wasn't the whiskey and a country song
That you were hearing from my end of the phone
All that talk I was talking 'bout missing and wanting you back
That was all me
That wasn't Jack

Been pouring myself more into my job
Trying to hang on to what I still got
If I sounded like a stranger to you
It's 'cause I was

No, it wasn't the late-night crazy
Two in the morning up calling you, baby
I wasn't out with my friends in a real drunk crowd
That ain't at all how it all went down
It wasn't the whiskey and a country song
That you were hearing from my end of the phone
All that talk I was talking 'bout missing and wanting you back
That was all me
That wasn't Jack

No, there wasn't no neon
No barstool to lean on
No straight shot of courage speaking for me

No, it wasn't the late-night crazy
Two in the morning up calling you, baby
I wasn't out with my friends in a real drunk crowd
That ain't at all how it all went down
It wasn't the whiskey and a country song
That you were hearing from my end of the phone
All that talk I was talking 'bout missing and wanting you back
It might be hard to believe
That was all me
That wasn't Jack

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